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Title- The Beauty of Treason

Rating-Mature

Disclaimer- I own nothing from Roswell

Plot-
Antar

“How could she betray me like this?” Zan screamed at Vilondra. Zan made his way through his chairs in his study to the fire place. He placed both hands on the mantle and hung his head in between his arms.

“Maybe we should give her the chance to explain,” Ava said going to her husband’s side and placed her hand on his back, trying her best to comfort Zan. “I mean we don’t even know if it’s true or not.” Ava tried to reason with him.

Vilondra twisted her long blonde hair around her fingers, she immediately stopped when she heard Ava. Ava had never been close with Kyria, so why did she now feel as if she should defend her. “We have the proof.” Vilondra screamed but realizing her tone was to harsh, quickly lowered her voice. “I mean I saw her with Khivar on the balcony,” seeing that this was getting her no where she went to her brothers side. With tears in her eyes she whispered, “It’s not just you she betrayed.” Vilondra let the tears roll down her cheek.

Zan heard the pain in his sister’s voice and looked up to see her crying. Vilondra never cried, ever. Zan wrap his arms around Vilondra and let her cry softly on his shoulder. “Kyria will be dealt with immediately.” Zan said not as Vilondra’s brother but as Antar’s king.

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Kyria heard the footsteps of the guards. They were coming for her. She could kill them easily. Then what? She could run, take a ship to the nearest planet. They would never be able to find her. She could blend easy with any culture. She spoke every langue in the solar system. But why should she run? She hadn’t done anything wrong. She would tell Zan the truth.

Yes she did have a secret meeting with Khivar but it was to threaten him, make him leave Vilondra alone. The meeting went horribly wrong. If only Vilondra hadn’t been watching from her balcony, if only Vilondra didn’t think Khivar wanted Kyria over her, Kyria would still feel safe in the castle. Kyria would still feel she belonged beside her brother’s throne……………………….If only Vilondra wasn’t her sister.

Vayla entered Kyria’s room from the servant’s door. Vayla was Kyria’s assigned slave. Vayla came from the planet Wenda, which is over grown with wild forests and beasts. Vayla’s deadly personality was explained quickly as soon as you found out where she was from. It also explained why Vayla was the only person Kyria knew of that could kick her ass in a sword fight.

Vayla’s long black hair was pulled half way up but it had seemed through the day pieces had come undone. Vayla wore a fitted black leather corset with pants that matched and combat boots.

Vayla moved like a cat quickly and quietly to Kyria’s side. Kyria knew there was would be guards posted in front to the servants entrance and wondered if Vayla had left them alive or not.

The footsteps were turning down her wing of the castle. Vayla unsheathed her sword but did not pull it all the way out. Vayla stood ready as they listened. There were at least 20 of them. Mostly shape shifters but not all of them.

Kyria stood in front of her bed. Her black silk dress floated to the floor, where it laid covering Kyria’s feet. Kyria undid her hair clip letting her brown curls fall softly down her back. On impulse Kyria reached for her sword but quickly laid it back down. She didn’t want to run. She wanted to stay with her family in her home. The footsteps stopped outside of her door. They knocked once and came in.

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As Rath’s second in command, Leelynn was chosen to lead the expedition to bring the princess the king’s verdict.

For years Leelynn had been Kyria’s closest friend and for even longer he had loved her but he loved his kingdom and loved Zan like a brother, so he marched down Kyria’s wing dreading what was to come.

He reached the door and knocked once and walked in. All the lights were off but the balcony doors were open which let a stream of light from the moon in.

She stood in front of the bed. Her head held high, with no sign of emotion in her face. Leelynn knew Kyria well, she was a fighter. She fought for what she thought was right. She was powerful and skillful with a sword, which is a deadly combination. Leelynn looked for Kyria’s sword and found it on her dresser. He hadn’t noticed Vayla until she had him pinned against the wall.

“Speak and speak fast,” Vayla said to Leelynn. The other guards looked confused. They didn’t know whether to try and save Leelynn or not. They all knew Vayla was quick and could easily kill them and still hold Leelynn captive.

“Well you seem to be doing an ok job,” Vayla said shoving Leelynn harder up against the wall knocking the breath out of him.

“Vayla let him go.” Kyria said. Vayla hesitated but released Leelynn and took her place beside Kyria mumbling something about stupid boys.

“Ky………”Leelynn started but quickly started over, “Princess Kyria Sky of the Royal Antarian family, you have hereby been charged with treason against the king and have been sentenced to exile by King Zan of the Royal Antarian family. Vayla, the antarian law states that under the circumstance that the owner of the slave is charged by the king that slave and any others that the owner might own are set free. ” Leelynn spoke the words he dreaded but didn’t look Kyria in the face in till he was finished.

He looked into Kyria’s amber eyes that mirrored the kings. She was surprised, no one else in the room could tell but him and Vayla. Her eyes never lied, they never covered her emotions. Leelynn knew she would be. It was highly unethical for anyone charged of a crime not to go before the king and his council members.

“We are to escort you to a shuttle, now.” Leelynn continued, “The King has agreed to allow you to take all of your belongings. Do you understand?”

Kyria shook her head once and walked to her dresser. She took the crown off her head and laid it with care on the top of her jewelry box. She proceeded to take off all of her rings and bracelets. She left her green emerald necklace on. Zan wore a piece of the emerald as a ring. It was the only thing that meant enough to her to keep.

Kyria changed out of her silk gown and into a burgundy leather corset that was the same style as Vaylas and pants with knee high boots. Kyria hooked her sword to her belt and glanced at the guards. They looked nervous that Kyria was allowed to carry her weapon. “Shall we?” Kyria asked Leelynn when she had finished.

“Wouldn’t you like to pack a trunk?” Leelynn asked confused at Kyria’s actions.

“I want nothing from Zan,” was Kyria’s reply.

It was a long walk to the ship. Everywhere Kyria looked was a memory. Everywhere Kyria looked was familiar to her. Kyria would miss this place almost as much as she would miss Zan. Kyria was surprised Vayla had chosen to accompany her to the ship but was grateful. Vayla stayed by Kyria’s side the whole way to the shuttle.

“Will Zan be at the ship?” Kyria asked Leelynn.

Leelynn heard the hope in Kyria’s voice but before he could answer her she said, “I really need to speak with him. I have to explain something to him. I don’t think he is safe.”

They had reached the shuttle now. “Please Ky stop making things up. Take responsibility for your own actions.”

“I’m not making things up Lee…….please you have to believe me. Vilondra is up to something. She is in love with Khivar and I think they are planning something……..please Lee you have to believe me.” Kyria begged. Her eyes filled with tears as she spoke these words.

“Just stop it Ky. You’re making a fool of your self. Vilondra would never hurt Zan as much as you have… just let it go. Just leave.” Leelynn screamed at Kyria.

“I can’t leave with out knowing I did everything I could to help my brother. Don’t you see? Khivar is going to attack Antar and kill Zan. I saw it happen in one of my dreams.” Kyria screamed back at Leelynn.

“That is crazy……..There is no way Khivar could get in to the castle……so just stop lying……please Ky. Just Leave.” Leelynn said.

“Vilondra lets him in…………please Leelynn. You have to believe me Zan is in danger.” Kyria begged Leelynn.

“Don’t you get it Ky…… Zan doesn’t care about you so stop caring about him. He doesn’t want to be your brother anymore. If he cared anything about you don’t you think he would fight for you? Don’t you think he would be here now still fighting for you? The truth is he has disowned you. Don’t you get in Ky? No one wants you here. Now Just Leave.” Leelynn screamed back at Kyria.

The tears were now rolling down Kyria’s cheeks. She wouldn’t believe Zan didn’t love her anymore. She just couldn’t believe that. Kyria looked around. Leelynn was right. No one was here to say goodbye to her. No Ava. No Rath. No Vilondra. No Zan.

Leelynn lifted his hand to Kyria’s cheek and was greeted with a burning pain in his hand so he let it drop back to his side and the pain finely disappeared.

Kyria ran up the ramp of the shuttle with Vayla still by her side and without as much as a goodbye to Leelynn was gone.

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Later that night Khivar’s troops invaded the castle. Vilondra watched in horror as he slaughtered her family and her people and then herself.

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Leelynn watched as Kyria’s prophesy came true. She had been right. Khivar had killed the Royal family. He had taken over Antar.

Leelynn and a few council members had been able to escape along with the queen mother. She had told Leelynn it’s not the end only the beginning. She knew of a way to save her son and daughter but it would take time. Time is all Leelynn had now.

He had lost his planet. He had lost his King. He had lost his home. He had lost his family. He had lost the love of his life and if he had believed Kyria when she had begged him to he would still have all the things he had lost.

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This RPG takes place after season three. Max and Liz did get married. The gang did leave Roswell. Tess did die and Max did give his son up for adoption but his parents agreed to adopt him and they moved up north with there grandson. Kyle has recently realized he has feelings for Isabel but wants to give her enough time to get over Jesse but he hopes that is soon. Lately Maria has been bugging Michael to ask her to marry him but he is holding strong.

They traveled the U.S for a couple of months until they came to a small town just outside of Las Vegas. They have all been renting a three bedroom house.

Liz got a job at a local café as a waitress. Kyle found work as a Mechanic. Isabel signed up at the local Community College and plans to get a degree in something. She is working as a part time model in Las Vegas. Michael took a job as a bartender in a new club that just opened up and Maria is the opening act for some old guy at a casino. Max has taken a job as a janitor at the local hospital.

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*This RPG takes place in different places depending on your chacter. If you need more information on this before selecting a chacter please let me know and if not I will let you know where your chacter takes place.

Characters -

Max-

Liz-FaithfulAngel24

Maria-FaithfulAngel24

Michael-

Kyle-

Isabel-rpchick2006

Leelynn-Loxyanissa14

Vayla- Athenea

Kyria- Loxyanissa14

*Other characters whether human or alien are welcomed but must be approved by me.

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